Summary: Jungkook doesn't like the idea of his friend paying for your nails.. -.-
warnings/content: angry koo, smut (oral m receiving, cum eating), flirty oc, and so much love (+18)
(u can read it as a stand alone) / series masterlist
"Baby, where are you?" you ask while walking in the living room. Jungkook looks over at you with a smile and says, "You're back!" He quickly pulls you into his lap and gives you a hug. You melt away and play with his hairs. "So tell me about your day," he says while placing his hands on your hips.
"We started the day with matcha and yummy sandwiches. Then we went to the shopping mall, which took like 4 hours of our date, babe. I found a cute new top that I will show you later. And after a quick meal, oh, you would love the restaurant, by the way, we should try it.. we went to the nail salon," you tell him. "Which restaurant?" he asks interestedly. "It's an Italian place with fresh pasta," you tell him. His angry pout shows you that he's craving it without knowing the taste.
"Do you want to see my new nails?" you ask with a smile. "Show me baby," he says and pulls your hand in front of his face. His fingers brush against the little cherry on your nail. "They look so pretty," he says and places a kiss on your finger (maybe you did cry a little inside because he chose to kiss your ring finger).
"Right? I like the design Yoongi picked," you say and move your hand to see it yourself. "Yoongi?" he asks. "Mhm. I asked him which nails I should get, and he sent me a picture of these. He also paid for them," you say with a soft smile. He tenses up and looks at you confused.
"What do you mean he chose and paid for your nails?" he asks. "Baby, like I told you. Why are you asking me so much?" you say a little annoyed. "Who is Yoongi to do something like that? This is so random," he explains. "He wanted to be nice," you say while pouting at him. "Wanted to be nice by paying for my girlfriends nails?" he asks and puts you down from his lap. "I don't like it," he adds. "You're overthinking. He is a friend of yours," you say and lean back.
"Exactly, he is my friend. You don't even know him that much. Why are you two texting anyway? This is pissing me off," he says and leans on his knees. "I like my nails, though," you say with a bored sigh. His head snaps to you in disbelief. "So you would be fine if I paid for your friends' nails? And picked up a design?" he asks. "Why would you even do that?" you ask him back. "Why did Yoongi do that?" he asks.
"Okay, if you don't like them, I will change it. I can cover it up with other designs," you say. "It's not about the nails. I don't like it that he is a part of this. I will call him," he says and reaches for his phone. You pull his arm, but he switches the phone to the other hand. "Baby, stop; that's so embarrassing," you tell him, but it's too late. Yoongi's contact name is on the display, and you just pray that he won't answer.
"Ey, what do you want?" the familiar voice fills the room. Your eyes grew two times their size. "You tell me. Why would you pay for my girlfriend's nails?" Jungkook asks directly. "What?" Yoongi asks, and you can already hear ruffling. You want to disappear right now. "Baby, can we talk before you ask him further?" you whisper, and Jungkook's eyes glow with confusion. "Oh my god," he says, realization hitting him. "Hyung, forget what I asked you. Love you, bye," he says and cuts the call off.
"Baby, stop with these pranks!" he says and dramatically drops on the couch. "You're burning up, baby," you say with a laugh while patting his chest. "I was so angry. I literally boiled," he tells you. "Aw, my baby still does believe everything," you say with a smile. "Please, I just want to sit peacefully in my house," he complains. "Are you tired of me?" you ask him. "Unfortunately it's a full-time job, but I love it," he tells you with a wink.
"That's sad. If you weren't tired, I would show you my nails at work," you say while your fingers tug at the waistband of his joggers. His low moan fills the room, and his hand finds your cheek. "I will die to see them matching with my cock," he says. You take the invitation by pulling down his joggers. Of course he's not wearing any boxers.
You leave the couch to sit on your knees in front of him. Your hands are already playing with his hardening cock. "Fuck," he hisses before you put him in your mouth. It doesn't matter how many times you give him a head because every time you do, you realize again how big he is. You always suck him deep to hear his pretty moans, and he never disappoints you.
"You're taking me so well, baby," he says while his hand finds your hair, and you bob your head. When he slightly tugs, you relax to allow him to take control. His hips start to move, to fuck your mouth. "Fuck. I love you," he murmurs while his thrusts get sloppier. "Do you know that I would send him a photo of you in this position? Your nails on my balls and knees while I fuck your mouth? I would show him," he says, and damn, how quick it has an effect on you.
You moan around his cock, and he loses his mind. With a final thrust he comes down your throat. "Fuck, baby," he moans while trying to calm down. You take him out with a little pop. "So cute," you say and watch his spent body. "You will kill me one day," he says and looks at you with those eyes. "Oh come on, I just wanted dessert," you tell him. He laughs at your remark because not long ago he told you the same after eating you out.
You are the queen of pranks in your relationship, but when your boyfriend starts pulling off a prank too, it only gets messy.
Summary: Your boyfriend is tired of all the pranks you did, so he wants to show you that he can do it too (or not).
boyfriend jungkook x fem! reader
warnings: assumption of cheating, plot twist, angst, the universe playing against Jungkook :(
wc: 1,1 tsd
one / masterlist
────୨ৎ────
•
Jungkook smiles at the last message. Of course he's not happy about ruining your day, but he knows that his plan is too good. All the pictures he picked were generated by AI to make it all a little bit realistic. He happily waits for your arrival with a banana milk in his hands. The balcony already looks like a cozy space with his tiramisu and a bottle of wine. On the railings, fairy lights and on the table, fake candles for safety. He grins about the thought of how you will scold him but fold anyways. Everything was perfect, he thought (without knowing about the danger).
You kick the door open with shaking hands and drop your bag next to the shoe cabinet. "Baby, you're home!" jungkook says with a smile. But when he sees your face, he places his phone on the table and closes the distance with quick steps. "Who is she?!" you ask him with irritated eyes. "Baby, let me explain. It's not what you think! It was a prank. "Sorry for making you angry and uncomfortable," he says, feeling guilty.
"A prank?" you ask him and laugh in his face. At first he laughs too, but then he quickly understands that it's a fake laugh. You're not believing him. "So you asked someone to come here and take pictures to prank me?" you ask while your hands start to gesture nonsense. "No, I used an app," Jungkook says a little confused. "I gave you a lot of time to think about a good explanation, and you really come up with this shit?" you ask him with teary eyes.
Now, Jungkook doesn't feel good anymore. It was all stupid; why would he pull such a prank? "No, baby, I swear I am not lying to you," he starts and reaches for your hands. You take a step back, which makes his heart break into little pieces. "So who is this?!" you ask him while pulling the girl on the door inside. She awkwardly steps in with a shy smile and says, "Sorry, Kookie, she caught me at the door."
"Huh?" is the only thing that comes out of his mouth. "Oh sorry that I came too early!" you tell him. "I don't know who she is and why she's saying that," Jungkook says. His eyes grew two times its size. You look at him in bewilderment and fist your own hair to calm down. Jungkook knows that you're seconds from freaking out. He also knows that if he tries to touch you right now, you will kick him in a way that will throw him to the ground.
"Can I go now?" the girl asks. "Yeah. You can wait at the parking lot, he will come shortly after you," you say with a final sigh. She leaves your apartment quickly, but Jungkook is frozen in his place. You intentionally bump into him while walking to your shared bedroom. On the way you stop near the balcony and laugh like you're crazy. "So romantic of you to prepare everything but dumb of you to do it in our apartment!" you tell him.
On the way to the bedroom, he follows like a lost puppy. "Baby, I don't know how to make you believe me, but I really don't know who she is. I generated the picture through an app and wanted to prank you. I organized all that to have a cute date with you. I would never ever look at a girl other than you! Please let me prove it," he explains. You're already standing in the walk-in closet pulling out his bag.
"What are you doing?" he asks in panic. "I told you to pack your bags if you don't have an explanation. And now I am doing it for you," you say while throwing some of his shirts into the bag. "Baby, no, please. Let's talk about it," he says and drops on his knees. You look at him for a second before saying, "I need time to think about it. Let's separate for a while." You watch his eyes getting teary. "Are you breaking up with me?" he asks, too broken.
"No," you say and sit down in front of him. "Then what? You want me to leave you," he says while holding your hand. "I am just teaching you that you're bad at pranking me," you say. He looks at you confused. "What?" You start laughing at him. "Oh my god, you're so dramatic. Why would you drop on your knees?". He doesn't understand you. 'Are you going crazy because of him?' he thinks.
After your laughter dies down a little, you look at his face with that cute pout. "You forgot to cut out the logo of the app when you sent me the pictures, so I already knew it was a prank. So I came up with the idea to prank you in your prank," you explain. His face drops, and for a second he wants to die. "Aww, baby, you're so cute," you tell him and poke his cheeks. He looks so adorable in your eyes right now.
"It's not funny. I was losing my shit! I thought, where the fuck is that girl coming from? I thought you would leave me," he says in a hurry. All the emotions are fighting to get out. "You should think twice next time," you say with a wink, but he lays down to overcome his head. "You're so evil! So, so evil" he mutters. " You will pay for it," he adds while standing up and leaving the room. You quickly change into comfortable clothes before joining him in the living room.
"oh baby, you're still pouting? Come onnn you played with fire and got burned. Can I cuddle you to make it up?" you ask him. For a second he wants to ignore you, but when he looks up, you're standing in his shirt and some cute pajamas, which makes it harder for him. He stretches his arm out to make grabby hands. You laugh at his cuteness and straddle his lap.
"My baby is so cute! He organised a date on the balcony. He loves me so much," you say while patting his hair. Maybe he loves to get babied by you, but he would never admit it. He gives you a quick kiss on the lips. "Do you want to drink some wine?" he asks. You nod your head with a heart full of his love.
On this day, Jungkookok learned that you are the queen of pranks and he needs to study hard to get back to you. Oh and he should never ever connect the prank with another woman.
New Post after a long time yey!
I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you like reading it too <3
Summary: maybe your pranks are a part of your relationship forever. a mix of pranks.
warnings: tinder, tiny angst, punishment, smut (unprotected sex, mirror sex), four acts in different times, crying +18
wc: 1,2 tsd
(u can read it as a stand alone) / series masterlist
-
You follow Jungkook to the bedroom with quick steps. Of course you can imagine that he's joking, but the audacity? No way you're letting it slide. When you finally stand at the door, you can already hear him laugh. You step inside with a frown. "You have four seconds to open your phone and show me the App Store. Just want to see that you never downloaded Tinder on your phone."
He sheepishly smiles at you under the blankets. His big eyes were shining like little stars. "What if I refuse?" he asks. "That is not an option!" you say while walking towards the bed. "I will not cooperate without my lawyer," he says and hides the phone under the pillow. You tilt your head in confusion. "Your lawyer?" you ask him. "Uhum. You thought I never thought of the possibility of you finding out," he smirks.
You blink at him totally in shock. He definitely uses the opportunity to pull you towards him. "Maybe we could make an agreement without a lawyer." He kisses your cheeks. "I don't want an agreement," you pout. Your boyfriend squeezes your cheeks with a small 'cute.' "Why don't you just show me your phone?" you ask again. "Are you not trusting me?" he asks you back. You try to look at him cutely, but he will not fall for it.
He senses right away that your thoughts are spiraling, and he ends the prank right away. "I was joking, baby," he says and hugs you tighter. One arm hugs you, and the other snitches his phone from under the pillow. "Look, I never had Tinder." He shows you the App Store. You nod at him, but you want to take revenge.
"Why don't you talk to me anymore?" he asks while looking into your eyes. "You know that I didn't believe your texts, right?" you ask him. He watches your fingers gently playing with his hair. "Oh, I know that you're trusting me. I was just joking around," he says and rewards you with a kiss. You change your position and straddle him, sitting on his member. His breath quickens and his eyes are filled with something dangerous.
"You also know that I hate jokes about you dating or seeing someone else, right?" you ask him while holding his shoulders. He gulps and watches your hips slightly moving. You move your fingers across his chest and place kisses on his neck. "Fuck, baby," he whispers and grips your hips to quicken your pace. He watches the way you're getting rid of your shirt, his eyes tracing your boobs in your black bra.
Your fingers find the waistband of his joggers, and at the best part, you leave his warmth behind. He looks at you standing next to the bed with pleading eyes. "You will not leave me like this, right?" he asks. "That's your punishment, baby," you say and walk out of the bedroom with a wink.
He just stares at the closed door and groans. "Baby, please let me apologize." But you silently laugh at him in the living room.
—
—
"Would you let another man fuck me to get Bam back from the kidnappers?" you ask him. Okay, maybe it's not the best time to ask that in this situation. When he is pounding into you at a fast pace. He throws his head back with a groan and locks his eyes with you in the mirror.
"Baby. Are you really asking me that right now?" he asks while pulling your head back with the help of your hair. You moan his name out, "I saw that on TikTok". He places kisses all over your back. "I would never let another man touch you. Why would I let them fuck you?!" he says with burning eyes. His thrusts become sharper. "But what about bam?" you ask with sad eyes.
"Trust me, I would find Bam without making a deal." You feel your legs shaking, but his stamina is on another level. "My lovely strong boyfriend," you praise him with a moan. He places his hands on your hips. "Come for me, baby." You clutch the sheets and let go. "So good for me, baby," he says while holding your hand. With a final thrust he spills his cum deep inside you.
After both of you catch your breaths, he gently pulls out, watching his cum drip on the sheets. "I would never share you," he says to finalize.
"But would you think that I would agree to that?" he asks and caresses your hand. "No, I would know that you would kill all of them before anyone could touch me."
He smiles softly and asks, "What if it's me who needs to fuck another woman?" First you give him a disgusted look. "I would rather fight them," you say with confidence. He laughs at your cuteness. You love it when things between you are soft and comfortable.
—
"Baby, close your eyes!" you say when you walk into the apartment. "What? Why?" he asks but closes them anyways. "I have a surprise for you!" you say and get off of your jacket. Holding your arm with the new ink ready. "Open! Tadaaa!" you point at your first tattoo with a big smile.
Jungkook is caught off guard, but he carefully analyzes your arm. "Did you get a tattoo with my name?" he asks in shock. "Do you like it?" you ask while poking him in the ribs. His eyes grow two times when he sees the obvious mistake. "Baby, that's so cute of you! I feel really cherished," he says softly. "But? You look disappointed," you say with a frown. "I'm not, but my name is spelled wrong."
You freeze for a moment. Thinking that he is joking, you laugh. But then you see it too. It says 'Jongkook' and not your lover's name. "Oh my god!" you say in panic. "That's so ugly! What am I supposed to do? I don't want this," you cry out. "I mean it's funny, and I know that you mean me, baby. Don't worry" he tries to calm you down. "What do you mean, 'Don't worry'? It will never fade," you say and fall on your knees.
"I can get a tattoo with your name too? But also spelled wrong, so we can say that it's a funny joke between the both of us," he suggests, and you just want to propose to him. How did you pull him? It's definitely because of the fact that you're getting your period soon; you start crying. He wraps you in his strong arms and gives you little kisses in your hair.
"You're too good for me," you say while sniffling. "Hey, don't say stuff like that. I don't like it," he says with a frown. "It's a prank. It's a fake tattoo, but you told me such a sweet thing. You wanted to get an ugly tattoo to just to cover mine up and make me feel better," you sob. "Oh baby, you're so silly. I would die for you, and you really think it would be hard for me to get a tattoo?" he asks and pulls back to see your pretty eyes.
"Don't make me cry more. I love you," you tell him. "I love you, baby," he says while his heart beats faster for you.
Sometimes you do annoy Jungkook a lot with all the trends you see on TikTok. You're lucky that he only has small heart attacks.
Summary: you try some trends and pranks on your lovely boyfriend, but he loves you so much that he can't be mad at you. +18
boyfriend jungkook x fem! reader
warnings/content: silly pranks, sexual content (unprotected sex) and love
wc: 1,8 tsd
note: all of them are happening in an expanse of a year.
two / masterlist
-
When it's time to sleep, you always stay awake a little longer and use the time to scroll on TikTok. Different trends and videos all over the platform. And maybe you use some of them to test your boyfriend's patience. Sometimes it's fun, but sometimes it gets a little bit too much, and you start arguing like kids. But at the end, you know that he loves you and would do anything you want.
-
"Which one should I wear?" You're standing in front of Jungkook with two different summer dresses. He is lying on the bed with his phone. He looks at you, and his eyes wander from one dress to the other one. "Hmm, I like the pastel yellow one more, baby," he says. "Okay, I will go with it," you say. He watches the way you move around the room. When your hands find your sleeping shorts, you still.
"Can you get out?" you ask him with a serious tone. "What do you mean?" he says while sitting up. "Can you wait in the living room? I want to change," you say it like he is too dumb to understand. "Baby, why is it a problem to change in front of me?" he says, confused. You're seconds from breaking your character because he looks so cute with that frown.
"What do you mean, babe? I don't feel comfortable," you say. He looks into your eyes in hope of finding some answers. His heart pounding against his chest. His biggest nightmare is coming true. You're not feeling comfortable with him. He should die in this moment, but instead he gently grabs your arm.
"What happened, hm? Did I break your heart? Do you want to talk about it?" he asks softly. You melt right then and there. "Look, I would rather die than make you feel uncomfortable. Tell me what's wrong. We can fix it? No?" he asks. Your silence makes him feel hot. He is seconds away from starting to cry.
"You know, we should talk about it. I don't want you to feel that way. So tell me what's bothering you. Please?" He asks and strokes your hair. You're already melting at his softness.
When you see his puppy eyes with worry, you start laughing. He tilts his head like bam when he hears different noises. "Why are you laughing? You're scaring me," he says. "Baby, I just saw this prank on TikTok! I'm sorry that I made you worried," you say and pat his head. "Oh come on, baby! Don't do this to me!" he says and lays back on the mattress. You poke his hips. "I love you."
-
It's a sunny Sunday. You and your boyfriend are walking in the park. Lots of kids are playing around, and some dogs and people are walking. You're sipping on an iced tea while watching around. The next food truck is catching your attention. You love strawberries.
The past few days were boring, and you just saw a video on TikTok. Someone calling his partner with a different name. You look at Jungkook for a second and realize that he is peacefully enjoying his trip. You could do it another day. No?
"Oh, Jihoon, wait here; I will buy some strawberries," you say and walk towards the truck with a grin. Jungkook freezes in his spot. What did he hear? Who is Jihoon? He is questioning his whole life and didn't realize that you're coming back with a bowl full of strawberries.
"Look! So yummy," you say and show him the bowl. "Who is Jihoon?" he asks. Totally ignoring the delicious strawberries. "I don't know a Jihoon," you say while eating one. "You called me Jihoon, yn," he says. The frustration was clear in his tone.
"Baby, what are you talking about? Why would I call you like that?" you say and laugh. "I'm serious! I heard it really clear!" he says, frowning. "Nah, I did not say that," you push. "Oh okay, Miyeon, let's walk home," he says. You grab his shirt from behind. "What?"
"What?" he asks back. "Who is Miyeon?" you ask this time. "I don't know a Miyeon," he says the same as you did. You put one hand on your hip and look him up and down. "You're playing this dirty," you say. "Oh baby, a game can always be played by two. Now are you going to tell me who Jihoon is, or are we going on with this?" he says, and you watch him poke his cheeks from inside with his tongue.
"I was joking. I just said a random name. I saw it on TikTok, and you? Care to explain who Miyeon is? Your fucking ex?" you say. "No, baby, I just made a countermove," he says and gets a strawberry. Oh, he is in danger. You watch him eat happily. Only for him to smile at you.
For a moment you just watch him. This was not the end that you imagined. But you know that he also said someone random, but why does it sting anyway? He comes closer and starts kissing you. He knows that you're thinking too much about it. You don't waste time and kiss him back. Coming back to his arms and realizing he is yours. And you're his. "You're my love," you whisper, and he responds with a kiss on your cheek.
-
-
"Baby, can we film a video together?" you ask Jungkook, who is doing some work on his iPad. "What video?" he asks while putting his iPad on the table. "My friend group is doing a challenge with their boyfriends. Tasting sour candy! I bought some yesterday," you explain and play with his fingers. "Okay, let's do it," he says. He can never resist you.
When both of you sit at the table, you put your phone against the vase and press recording. "Hiii guys! Me and my current boyfriend will taste these sour candies. It says that it's really, really sour, so I'm a little scared," you start. Jungkook didn't even notice the addition of 'current,' so you need to push it again.
"My current boyfriend likes sour things, so I think he will be doing good," you say while opening the package. Jungkook did notice the 'current,' but he thought you said that accidentally, but now you're repeating it. His smile drops, and he isn't even listening anymore. You're showing the candies and reading the flavors. You notice his silence. "What's wrong, baby?" you ask with concern.
"Oh, nothing," he says. Not in the mood to discuss it. "You look sad. What happened?" you ask again. "You said current. But it definitely was an accident, right?" he asks with a pout. His puppy eyes shining with hope. "But you're my current boyfriend?" you question him. "Okay. But you're my forever girlfriend," he sadly says and walks away.
Your heart breaks at his voice. He really did sound broken. "Baby, wait!" you say and run after him. You hug him from behind, but he ignores that. "It was a silly prank. I'm sorry," you say and kiss his sides. He ignores you and goes on with preparing a sandwich. "Baby, talk to me, please. You're my forever too. I love you so much," you say and hug him tighter.
Jungkook smiles secretly and places his hands onto yours. "I love you too," he says and turns around to hug you tightly. He places kisses on the top of your hair. "One day I will die because of you," he scolds you. "I'm sorry! I never wanted to break your heart!" you say.
-
You're sitting at the dining table and doing some research on your laptop. Secretly waiting for your boyfriend to do something dramatic. Jungkook walks into the room with a bowl of fruits, unaware of your little prank that's waiting for him.
"Baby, do you want some fruits?" he breaks the silence. You act like you did notice his presence now and close the laptop in a hurry. "Oh no thanks, babe," you say and look at him. He raises his brow while eating a piece of watermelon. You raise your brow too.
"What are you hiding?" he asks. "Nothing," you answer a little too fast. He sits down on the couch with a smile. "Oh, I get it," he says. "What did you get?" you ask. "You're looking for a birthday present!" he says with joy. You're taking back at his idea. He really trusts you enough to think you're searching for a gift? You want to cry.
"Baby, you don't need to search for anything. Just buy me some flowers, and I want a lot of kisses," he says and goes on with eating a piece of the apple. You run towards him and dramatically hug him by his neck. He lets out a surprised sound. This is so embarrassing, you think. Your tears are streaming down your face.
"Baby?! Are you crying?" he asks in shock. "This was also a prank on TikTok, and you really didn't think of me cheating on you?" you say and sob a little. "Why would I think so? Oh come on, baby, these pranks are not good for you," he says and starts placing kisses on your face. You pout at him but also enjoy the kisses.
"You know that I love you so, so, so much, right?" you ask him. He nods and adds, "I love you so, so, so much too, baby."
-
Jungkook holds your hips a little tighter while
pounding into you. You already came two times, and tears are streaming down your cheeks. "You're so fucking hot," he whispers. He will not last for long. His quick hands turn you around so that you lay on your back.
He loves watching the little belly bulge you get. His hands wandering around your belly. "Fuck," he says out of breath, and you moan his name in need. Your body is deliciously bouncing to his rhythm. His movements are getting a little slower, and he curses while emptying his cum into you. "I love you," he says after catching his breath again. When you came back to earth, you started to play with his hair. "I love you too."
Jungkook pulls out of you and watches his cum mixed with your juices spilling out of you. His finger pushing it back in. "Baby?" you ask with a serious tone. "Hm?" he says while going on with his work. "Would you fuck another girl to save my life?" you ask and watch him.
He throws his head back with an annoyed huff. "Baby, I swear to god you're not allowed on TikTok anymore! What the hell?! Right after I fucked you?" he says. Yeah, maybe you did cross his line of patience.
This one is a little bit short but I loved writing it anyway!
There are no words to describe your relationship with him. You're not even sure about his feelings. Maybe he is using the little crush you have on him and you like to pretend that he is feeling the same way.
Summary: jungkook never gives in but also doesn't pull back. But are you going to free yourself? +18
fuckboy jungkook x fem! reader
warnings/content: arguments, toxicity, angst, crying, confusion, mentions of sex, jealousy, friendship and the word 'maybe'
wc: 2,2 tsd (without the chats)
note: this one is with a lot of chats!! <3
next
•
When you decided to go to work this morning, all the thoughts you had were for the trash. No one visited the cafe to see you and maybe make up with you. Radio silence. You hear the little bell on the door and turn around with a shimmer of hope. But nope, it's just a customer.
A rude customer, you would say. "It's too cold," the man huffs with an angry face. "Oh, let me get you a new one," you say, but you don't really understand his point. You just made a fresh cafe latte and used hot milk like usual. When you hand him the new coffee, he takes a sip and lifts his brow. "Is this almond milk?" he asks. "No, you ordered oat milk, sir," you tell him. He bitterly laughs at you. "Are you too stupid to get my order? I literally told you almond milk. I want my money back," he says while raising his voice.
"I'm sure that you ordered oat milk. But okay, I'll refund you for the coffee. And you can have the cafe latte anyway," you say with a polite smile. You hear the little bell again, but before you can turn around to greet the new customer, the rude man kicks the hot cup towards you. To your luck it falls over and spills on your hand. You hiss at the burning sensation. Quickly grabbing some napkins to wipe it off.
"Now give me my money, you dumb fool," he says with a mocking voice. Before you can speak up, a voice cuts in. "You don't need to be that harsh." You turn towards the voice, and Jungkook is standing with his cold eyes fixed on the man. "Oh, and who are you?" the man asks with a smile. You don't want this argument to get bigger, so you quickly get the money. "Someone who needs to teach you some manners and respect," Jungkook says while stepping closer to him.
The man opens his mouth, but you cut in with a small voice. "Your refund, sir. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." The man puts his money in the bag of his jacket and leaves the store with quiet murmurs. "Why would you give him the money back?" Jungkook asks with a pout. "I didn't want to argue with him," you say. You startle when he grabs your hand and turns on the water to hold it under the water. You whine when the burn feels uncomfortable.
You watch him gently padding your hand dry with a napkin, and for a second you forget everything that happened. His soft hair bounces with every move. You want to brush them with your fingers. When he looks up and meets your eyes, you snap out of the dream. "Thank you," you say and pull back. You're not allowed to melt this quick. And you totally miss his sad face when he lost the warmth of your hands.
"What do you want to order? The usual?" you ask and turn back to work. "Yes, please," he answers and watches the way your quick hands work. The iced americano is ready in seconds, and you put a cookie in the bag. "Here, your order is ready," you say with a cold tone. "I didn't want a cookie," he says. "It's on the house," you tell him and walk away to the kitchen. Your heart beating against your chest.
To your surprise, he left without a word. You expected too much. And you don't know why you're sad that he is gone.
•
You open one eye to look at your digital clock. It's 2 AM and your phone is ringing for the nth time. With a small stretch of your arm, you take your phone and answer the call, "Hello?" Maybe you should've checked who was calling you.
"Did I wake you up?" Jungkook asks with a light voice. "Jungkook?" you ask like you couldn't recognize the way he breathes in seconds. "Yes, baby, it's me," he answers with a small laugh. "It's two in the morning. What do you want?" you ask, half asleep. "That's rude. I just missed you," he says and sighs.
Your eyes are opening like they heard the right code. "Why would you call me, huh? Call the girl from the other night," you snap all of a sudden. He groans and takes his time to answer. "You really think I fucked her? I did not. There's only you," he says while sipping from his dark liquid. "Are you high?" you ask with full suspicion. "Maybe," he answers.
"Why do you only call me when you're high?" you ask, now sitting on the bed and pulling your knees to your chest. "I think a lot about you," he answers after a short silence. It's always the same. He's high and will tell you a lot of sweet things. In the morning he will act like you never existed. "How's your hand doing?" he asks softly. "Good," you say.
"Why are you so quiet?" he asks after minutes of silence passed. "I'm so tired of this, Jungkook. You know about my feelings, but I don't think that you care. Now you're all sweet and kind, but in the morning you will forget all of it," you tell him, already tearing up. "That's not true. You're always special to me," he says like it's the answer to everything.
"Do you have feelings for me?" you ask straight up. He pauses, and now you're regretting the question. "I miss you. The way your body melts into mine. I want to be inside you again and fuck you senseless so that you stop being a brat. Blocking me on the phone and then ignoring me like I'm a stupid customer," he says, and you can imagine the way he plays with his piercings.
His words make you feel hot. But also frustrated because it's not the answer to your question. You missed his touch too, yes, and you know that he crossed every possibility of having that good sex, but you want answers. If you start talking dirty, he will drift off. "That's not what I asked," you say. Brushing your hair away from your face.
"Isn't it an answer enough?" he asks back. "No, it's not. I want clear answers, Jungkook. You don't want to understand how tired I feel. Why wouldn't you pull back or give in? I don't get it. What am I to you?" You speak out your thoughts. It feels heavy, and you're not ready to hear his answer. "I don't like this deep talk," he says with a click of his tongue.
Right, why would you think that he will give you an answer? It's much easier to let you drown than to drown yourself. "Okay" is the only thing that leaves your mouth. You can hear him take a breath like he wants to say something, but he pauses before saying it. "Am I giving you a hard time?" he asks. And you can feel the gentleness in his voice.
It's the first time that he's asking you. Maybe the first time he really thinks about you and your feelings. You can't hold your tears back and sob. On the other line you hear ruffles and a click of his glass hitting the table. "I never wanted to make you cry," he says low. "I know," you assure him. "I will stop this," he suddenly says, and your breath hitches.
"Are you going to pull back?" you ask. You're ashamed of your small voice. "I don't want to hurt you anymore. You don't deserve it," he tells you. "But I don't know if I will feel better without you," you say and wipe off your tears with the back of your hand. "We blurred the line yn. We're not friends and not a couple. I'm not even sure what I feel towards you. I was running away from your question just because I was too selfish to let you go. But it's draining you, baby. "I can't give you the spark that I already took," he explains. His words never felt that sincere.
"And just because I'm saying it, it doesn't mean that I'm the only one wanting it. You want to pull back too, but you're holding on to a glimpse of hope. Maybe this will help you to fix yourself. I can't give you happiness. You have so much love to fill my pockets, but mine are empty," he adds. He will never know how these words hit you. A cold slap with a lot of truth. "Okay," you say again.
"Stop crying; I'm sorry for hurting you," he says with a shaky voice. You're not sure if he was crying too, but the silence felt heavy. "Okay," you say again, not to upset him but just to say something to fill the space. His breathing is a melody to your ears, and you know that this call is the last. There will be no more. It's sad that you hear the noise when the other one on the line hangs up. You listen to it for another minute before crying loudly.
•
•
You feel nervous about meeting him. One whole month of not seeing him and talking to him feels scary. When you finally gather your courage, you ring the doorbell. The door opens faster than you expected. "Hi," you say with a shy smile. "Hi," he says back and lets you in.
"Do you want to drink something?" he asks, to which you answer with "water, please." The silence between you two stretches, and it makes you feel sick. "Okay, tell me what you want to say," you say. He leans back into his expensive couch.
"I know that I broke your heart, and I'm also scared that you expect more of this conversation. I really appreciate your presence, and I can't imagine how it would be without you. You are a big part of my life. I'm not in love with you, but I have a bond with you. I'm sorry that I'm not ready to love, but I would like to make it more exclusive. Like seeing no other person, just you and me. I need time to understand my feelings," he tells you in a calm way.
You need some time to answer too. To tell him something or anything. He watches you closely like he wants to read it out of your face. Maybe he can see the inner struggle of deciding what to do. So many maybes that you're tired of thinking.
Maybe it's easier to let him go, or maybe he will develop feelings for you. Maybe it's better to be exclusive than a placeholder. Maybe you're happy that he's trying, or maybe you're disappointed. Maybe you want to cry, or maybe you want to watch a funny movie with him and catch up. Maybe you want to be alone, or maybe you want to be with him forever. Did you think of maybe? Maybe.
"I have the feeling that you are forcing yourself to do something for me. That you're scared of letting go, not because you think of the bond. Rather because you're too comfortable with our situation and you don't want to rebuild it with someone else. When I told you that I have more feelings for you than just being a friend, I didn't expect anything from you. Now I feel bad that I dragged you into thoughts that you don't want to talk about," you say. "I'm sorry," you add.
"You don't need to apologize. It's totally fine to talk about your feelings, and I'm happy that you told me. Maybe I wasn't ready to deal with it, and I ran away, but it's not something I don't want to think about. It just feels heavy, you know? It's hard for me to think of someone who is actually loving me. You know that I'm not a good person for you. You deserve someone better than me," he says while his hand wanders to yours. His touch is warm with a gentle calmness.
"We can be exclusive. But that doesn't mean that we should try to end up together. I will open my heart to others too. And you can totally do it too. Of course no funny business until we talk about ending the exclusivity. Let's see where this leads us," you finally say and hold his hand.
"Okay, let's try it, baby," he says while smiling softly. It's like a breath of fresh air, and your shoulders feel lighter than before.
•
The flame of jealousy is hotter than you think, Jeon Jungkook. How the tables have turned. For the first time in months, you giggle while you're lying on your belly and kicking your feet in the air. You imagine his dark eyes while waiting for him to type his message. The bubbles disappearing and appearing.
I hope you liked it! (I know its all messy but I like this two a lot <3) please be ready for a next part🤧
summary: jungkook doesn't like your (fake) casting invitation—Singles Inferno—
warnings/content: a prank hehe, mentions of a sex tape (-.-), a kiss, angry koo, assumptions of sex
(u can read it as a stand alone) - series masterlist
wc: 744
You spent twenty minutes doing your makeup and choosing an outfit. Jungkook watched you through the whole process with his phone in his hand. You told him days before about an introduction video that you need to take and about random castings that you applied for. He never asked for more details and was happy for you. Unbeknownst to him, all of this is a silly prank that you planned.
The prank was basic; he was going to think it's a normal job interview, but then it turns out to be an introduction video for Singles Inferno. Jungkook and you watched all seasons together and loved the show. So you also learned a cringy text for your own personality and charms (of course you asked Chat).
When you finally sit down on one of the dining chairs, you press record:
"Hello, my name is yn and I'm 24 years old. I’m the kind of girl who turns heads without trying, who makes hearts race with just a glance.
I’ve been told my smile feels like sunrise… and my silence feels like a challenge no man can resist."
You hear a shuffling coming from your shared bedroom. When you hear his footsteps approaching you, you go on:
"I believe in love the kind that feels electric, cinematic, and unforgettable.
But I also believe I deserve someone who sees me not as an option… but as the prize. I am sure that I will leave Single Inferno with one man, and the rest will be crying for the loss."
He stands next to the door with a confused face. "What the hell are you doing, baby?" he asks, unsure. You stop the video and turn towards him. "Baby! You just ruined the video. I was so focused on." When he walks towards you with a pout, you look at him confused. "For whom is this video?" he asks. "For Singles Inferno?" you ask him back, like it's obvious.
You watch him laugh with his bunny teeth—so, so cute. "Singles inferno?" he asks again with one hand on his hip. "Yup. I told you about the casting," you say while crossing your arms. "Baby, are you feeling okay? Do you hear what you're saying? Are you going to a casting of Singles Inferno? You're not single baby," he explains.
"We will earn so much money, baby. Like fifty thousand dollars. I will earn that much!" you try to reason. He frowns and brushes his hands through his hair. "Baby, fuck the money. You really think I will just watch you film it?" he asks. "Oh come on, it's not that deep," you wave him off. "Okay, then we will add another video too," he says while biting his lower lip. "What video?" you ask him, confused. "A sex tape of us. So everybody knows that you're not single. I don't think that any male will dare to come near you," he says with a grin.
You choke on your spit. "Baby, what the fuck?" you add. He strokes your hair gently and watches your face in awe. "Did I do something wrong so that you're punishing me like this? For real, I would rather kill myself than watch you on Netflix fighting for a date with another man," he says and looks at you with big eyes. For a moment you feel bad for making him overthink. And also you're surprised that he's not mentioning that you didn't even ask him before applying.
"You know that I would win all games and end up in paradise," you say with confidence. He nods and kisses the top of your head. The position is very dangerous. Because of his height, your head is on the level of his abdomen, near his member. When he starts massaging your scalp, it's the end. "Don't do the casting, baby," he nearly begs. You look up at him and smile. "You're so cute! It was a prank," you say.
"I can make your heart beat the same as mine when I heard Singles Inferno. I just need to move you to our bedroom," he says and starts kissing your lip. "Are we going to film the extra video?" you ask when he throws you on his shoulder. At the end you won two times.
Loving someone is scary sometimes. You think about every possibility that could happen, and the worst part is that it's making you feel like you're falling apart.
Summary: your fiancé decided to become a pro at boxing, but will your fears give you peace? +18
boxer Jungkook x fem! student reader
warnings/content: a little angst, smut (oral sex m receiving) , mention of blood and bruises, overthinking, jealousy, childhood trauma (violence, loss of a parent) and ghosting (?)
wc: 5,2K
── .✦
Days ago you were swearing to God that you wouldn't be here. You said you won't come to watch him and that you won't help him if he gets hurt. But here you are, sitting in a corner of the room and watching him. You think back at the time when you thought your life could change. Today you're sure that it was a lie. Not even a dream.
You can remember your 10th birthday, where you were sitting in your room and counting the seconds. Praying that your mother would survive the night while your father was beating her up. That wasn't the perfect birthday you imagined. But when your friends asked about it, you would say that it was perfect. That you got a lot of new dolls and plushies. A big cake that your parents baked for you.
Years went by with a hope that one day everything would change. The day your mother died, you couldn't even cry about the loss. In a twisted way, you were happy that she wasn't suffering anymore. It was a big loss for your father, who needed a new person to let out his stress. And there was you. In his eyes, a perfect copy of your mother.
You were different than your mother. She wouldn't talk back to him or fight him back. But you would yell at him every time he was yelling. You would weakly try to push him back when he tried to hit you. He wouldn't like that.
In your 17 years of living, you couldn't see the world in colors. There was no reason to hold on, and every other day you stopped dreaming of a new life. Till the day you met Jungkook. You were classmates, and the relationship started with being friends. And yes, you quickly caught feelings for him, which he returned with all of his heart.
You would climb up his window at night. Just for him to hold you and clean your wounds. He promised you that he will do everything to change your life. You would cry in his arms without realizing that he is crying too. He was the reason that you found your smile back.
When you turned 18, he proposed to move out with him. There wasn't a lot to think about. His family has a wealthy background, so they supported him with money. It wasn't jealousy, but you adored his family situation. They were truly lucky and loved. Moving out was a big step to your new life. You have lost contact with your father. He wasn't pleased about the idea of losing you, but you never listened to him.
And now you're 24 years old and he is 25. In the meantime, you got engaged, and you can't imagine a day without him. Your love grew stronger, and he became your favorite person in the world. But today you hate him for his decision. He is standing in the middle of the boxing ring. You can only see his eyes.
You take the room in. His opponent doesn't look like he is in the same weight class as him. Also, he is famous as the boxing beast. You're scared that this will be Jungkook's last match.
"You don't want to accept this offer, do you?" you ask him in shock. "Baby, I would get a lot of money, and also my status would change," he says and quickly grabs your hands to avoid you from walking away. You chuckle at him. "You can get hurt really bad, Jungkook. Don't you remember the match months ago? You needed to stay hospitalized because of your stupid decision." You can see that he is not liking the reminder.
"I know that you think about me, and I really appreciate it. But taking a risk is a part of my job," he says and places a kiss on your jaw. "I don't like where this conversation is going. You're not asking me, right? You made your mind, and you're just telling me," you say as you pull away from his hold. He quickly whines at the loss of contact. "I don't want to lie. I already accepted it and just need to sign. I promise you that I will be fine," he says with honesty. You make a pause before talking. "Okay, do what you want, and I swear to God, I will not come watching you," you say your final word and walk to the bathroom.
Sometimes you forget that he is a lot more stubborn than you. He signed that contract, and now you wait for the final round. The match was exciting for the audience. They were cheering along or screaming if they got angry.
The last match begins, and you shut your eyes. You don't want to see him get hurt. You have already seen the blood on his face, and it's enough. After some minutes, the round is over, and you're genuinely surprised that he won.
Jungkook's eyes are searching for you. He is happy that he won but also broken that he is standing here without your support. His eyes find you, and he smiles. "We need to go back," Namjoon says and pulls him away. "She came," he tells him happily. Namjoon turns to him. "She texted me yesterday and asked about today. Did you really think she wouldn't be here?" Jungkook grins at the information because, no, he really thought you wouldn't come. After all, you slept with your back facing him. He was so sad about it.
"Look at your ugly face," Jin says and starts cleaning the mess. "Woah, stop being so harsh," Jungkook says and starts pouting. Jin ignores him and goes on. You watch them from the door with a straight face. Of course you're happy that he was right at the end of the day, but that doesn't mean that you're happy with his decision. Your eyes wander from his head to his toes. He looks hot like this, but no, you can't melt.
Jungkook opens his eyes and meets yours. "Baby?!" he says with a smile. You feel your knees getting weak. "Hello, guys," you say to the others. Jin and Namjoon greet you back with a soft smile. You can see Jungkook frown, and you raise a brow at him. Poor man looks like he lost his whole career.
"Yn! Nice to see you, princess," Tae says and hugs you from the side. You smile at him and hug him back. "Nice to see you too. How are you?" you ask him. So you start a conversation with him. Jin looks at Jungkook's sad expression and says, "Come on, man, loosen up a bit. You can talk to her later." Jungkook nods to him and thinks of ways to get your attention.
•
You walk out of your bathroom with ointment and a towel. Jungkook took a shower before you and already sits on the large couch watching a show. You walk towards him, and his head turns towards you. He watches as you stand in front of him with wet hair. He doesn't waste time and holds your waist while looking into your eyes. You can't describe how cute he looks like this.
You sit down on his lap and start to treat his bruises on his face. He watches your hands doing their magic. "Are you still mad at me?" he asks softly. You sigh and pat his face with the damp towel. When you're sure that your job is done, you place everything on your side. "I am," you say with a pout. He brushes your hair with his fingers. "I'm sorry, baby. I don't want to make you worried," he says. You nod at him, "I know, and I also know that we talked about it a lot. I'm just scared."
He starts kissing your neck and shoulder. "I promise you that I will be fine and that I won't get hurt," he says. His fingers already started moving on your back. "That is an empty promise, Jungkook. You know that you can't control it," you say, tilting your head. He smiles at you, "I know, but I will do everything to hold my promise." You hug him tightly and think about all of this.
Jungkook knows that you're thinking a lot about his job. To be exact, since the day he told you that he wants to do it professionally. Boxing was his hobby, but he always dreamt of a big career. He started 2 years ago and is already ranked high. But he wants more; he is competitive. Sometimes you wish that he would return to his studies, but you know that's just selfish.
"How was your day?" he asks genuinely. "I skipped class. And I need to study for my exam next week. It's about Hamlet by Shakespeare," you answer. He pats your head. "You're always doing great, baby. Don't stress yourself too much," he says. You place a soft kiss on his neck. The little gesture causes goosebumps on his body.
"I missed you the whole night," he says with a pout on his face. You move back a little to look at him. "What? I was sleeping next to you." "You turned your back on me! I was so sad," he says with big eyes. You tilt your head and say, "You're so dramatic. But I know how to get your heart back." He watches as you move your hand over his chest, stopping at the waistband of his sweatpants.
You stand up from his lap to drop on your knees in front of him. His eyes darken immediately, and he starts playing with your hair. You waste no time in pulling his sweatpants down with his boxers. Before you can touch him, he stops you by holding your hand. He bends down to pull the carpet under your knees. "Get on it; you will hurt your knees." And this little gesture shows you once more why you love him.
When you're comfortable in the position, you start to touch his already hardened dick. He leans back at the sensation and watches your moves with half-lidded eyes. You start with little kitten licks before taking him into your mouth. He moans your name, and his hand quickly finds your hair. You've been dating him for longer than seven years, but you're still not used to his size. You bob your head the way you know he loves.
"You look so pretty, baby," he says while watching your already glassy eyes. He can't control himself and tightens his grip on your hair. "Relax your throat a little," he says and starts moving his hips at your pace. You place your hands on his thighs and tap him as a signal that he can take control. He catches the instruction quickly and takes control. "Such a good girl for me," he hisses. His pace quickens, and you moan at that. "Fuck," he says as he feels the vibration. It doesn't take him long to feel the heat rushing.
"I will come, baby," he says and tries to pull away. But you squeeze his free hand to let him know it's fine. He throws his head back, and you feel thick ropes filling your mouth. When he came down from his high, you slightly pulled away and swallowed his seed down. You laugh at his blown-out face and tug him back in his boxers and sweatpants.
"I love you," he says while smiling at you with those dangerous sparkling eyes. "I love you too," you say before standing up. "I want to thank you for this," he says and holds one of your legs so that you can't walk away. "You can thank me later. You need to rest and get more energy," you say. He pouts at that, but he knows that there is no chance of convincing you.
When you both lie down in bed, you're fast asleep. But some unshared things are holding him back from falling asleep. He looks at you with guilt bubbling in his stomach.
•
You highlight the last word and look at the whole page. "Fuck, I nearly highlighted the whole page," you say to yourself. Chemistry is your most hated subject, but you need to do this course for this semester. You already finished uni two hours ago, and now you're sitting at your part-time job. A little cafe on a busy street, but right now it's not that crowded. Enough time to study behind the desk.
"Hi princess! What's up?" You hear a familiar voice. You look up to see Tae and Namjoon waving at you. "Hii, I'm doing good, and you?" you ask and start doing their usual order. "It's a little stressful these days. You know all the booking and organization," he says, leaning on one of his arms. You nod at his words. "That sounds stressful. Where are you going?" you ask interestedly and hand him his coffee before preparing Namjoon's matcha.
"He is talking about the tour with Jungkook," Namjoon says. You freeze for a moment. 'Which tour?'. But if you ask that way, they will know that you have no information about it. "Oh, okay! Tell me about the exact plan, please. Jungkook was too lazy to explain it to me," you lie. I got you! So first we fly to London for two days. There will be the first match. And then we will fly to Paris for the second match. We planned to stay for two days. At least we will fly to Tokyo for the last match. It's not clear how long we will stay because if he wins all of them, we want to celebrate. Also, we're going in such a big group; a little party wouldn't be bad, right? And sorry for Nari coming too; she will be filming everything," he says a little guilty about the last part.
For understanding, you hate Nari. And everyone knows that. She had a crush on Jungkook, and after finding out that you both dated, she continued to drool over him. And she is going with Jungkook? You are seconds away from breaking everything near you. But instead you hand Namjoon his matcha. You want to tell Tae that everything is fine because you're not even invited by your boyfriend (fiancé).
"That sounds like a plan," you say and smile at him. He looks worried that you skipped the part with Nari, but he doesn't comment on it. "Let's talk about it later. We need to go," he says and lends you his card. "Nah, you don't need to pay," you say and push his hand away. He tries anyway and gives up when other customers walk in. You wave at both of them and continue to work. The topic is still heavy in your head.
•
You close your textbook after taking some notes for your upcoming exam. Sitting on the floor was a bad idea; your back hurts like hell. You lean against the couch and watch the raindrops fall from the window. Why would he not tell you about something this big? Are you making him feel bad about his job? Did you already grow apart? All these thoughts are making you tear up.
At the other end of the room, you hear Jungkook happily preparing dinner. He told you that you worked hard today and needed some good food. You look down at your engagement ring and play with it. "Baby food is done," he announces, and you walk to the table. You start eating without saying a word. The fact that he cooked your favorite meal is crashing you down, and you feel too many emotions.
He watches as you quietly eat your food. He knows something is off, but he doesn't want to push you to tell him. He knows that you need your space sometimes, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't worry about you. And then he remembers something that he needs to tell you. But he is scared of your reaction, so he delays it for tomorrow.
You finish your plate and smile at him, "Thank you, baby, it was delicious." He smiles back at you, but you wait for him to tell you what you already know, but nothing is coming out of his mouth. So you stand up and make your way to the kitchen. He follows you like a lost puppy. "I will do the dishes. You can start with your bed routine," he says and places a kiss on your cheek. You nod at him and walk away.
When you both finally lie in bed, you watch him do sketches on his iPad. You wonder why it's so hard for him to tell you about next week. But you will give him a chance in the morning. You're positive that he would tell you at breakfast. Maybe he didn't say anything tonight because he thought that you were tired enough. You close your eyes and fall asleep quickly.
Jungkook looks at the clock and realizes that he has already worked on his project for over two hours. His eyes wander at your face only to realize that you're crying in your sleep. He quickly puts his iPad on the nightstand, and by that time, you start to shake. Your hands weakly gripping the duvet. He softly calls your name in hope that you would wake up. But you open your eyes and quickly sit up.
He worriedly watches the way you look around. You don't even notice his presence. Dreaming about your dad was nothing new, but dreaming about your dad and Nari was a nightmare. You place your hand on your chest, crying even harder. Then you feel Jungkook's soft touch, but you can't hear what he is saying. He hugs you tightly and places kisses on your hair.
"All good, baby, you're here with me and safe," you finally hear him say. When you hold his hand, you feel the missing ring. You look down to confirm that you're tripping right now, but you're not. Jungkook gently wipes your tears without noticing what you just discovered.
You slightly pull away, and your heart breaks again when you see him smile with those eyes. "Where is your ring?" you ask him. His smile drops, and you can see that he feels bad about it. "I think I forgot it when I was training. But I swear I will look for it tomorrow!" he explains while moving his hands around.
"Maybe it's fate that you lost it," you say too quickly. "What?" he asks, and you can feel that he is scared. You lay back down, already regretting the words that you said. This bed feels too much for you right now; everything feels too much. You want to go out and breathe the fresh air. But your body betrays you, and you start crying again.
Jungkook is watching your movements, his heart beating faster than before. He doesn't want to know the meaning of your words. His hands find yours, and he is scared. "Baby, talk to me. What's wrong?" he asks gently. He knew that you would be mad at him for losing his ring. But he is sure that it's in the locker room.
You pull your hand away and cover your face with both hands. It's too much to talk about right now, but you know he wouldn't leave it at that. When you calmed down a bit, you sat up and looked at him. He is already playing with his lip ring. A habit that he has when he's stressed.
"Why didn't you tell me about the tour?" you ask him right away. He blinks a few times, not ready for the question. "I wanted to tell you and ask you to come with me, but I needed a better time. You know we argued about the last match that I had. I don't want to argue with you, love," he says. You nod and ask him, "Am I giving you weird feelings about your job?"
"No, baby, you never make me feel weird. I know that you're just worried about me. And I understand that," he says and strokes your hair. "You're lying, Jungkook. You would tell me everything about this fucking tour if you didn't doubt anything. And it's not only the tour! You're going with Nari! I don't like it!" you say while new tears are welling up in your eyes.
He looks down for a bit. You know that he doesn't know what to say. "I'm sorry that I made you feel like you need a perfect time to tell me about your job, Jungkook. That was never my intention. I'm just scared of losing you. You're everything to me, and I can't imagine a single day without you. But I'm also mad that you didn't talk to me about the doubts in your head. You could've asked me why I feel this way, or I don't know. I never thought that we would have this conversation," you add.
He looks up at you. "I know that you don't like the idea of me becoming a pro at boxing. But I thought about it a lot. It's my dream, yes, but you're also a part of it. I don't want you to think that I have any doubts. I swear I wanted to talk to you about it, but I needed more time and good timing. I would never leave without you, by the way! I already told everyone that you're coming with me," he says. You look at his eyes and smile. "I hate Nari," you say and pout. He laughs at you and messes with your hair.
"Are you mad at me?" he asks. And you don't want to lie, so you nod. He places a kiss next to your lips. "I'm sorry, baby. I never wanted you to feel this way." You pat his head. "I love you, and I would do so much for you. I'm just scared that I'm not showing you enough," you say. But he quickly denies. "No baby. You're doing a lot for me, and I feel how much you love me. Please stop thinking that, okay?" he asks. You kiss his cheek and nod again.
"Now let's sleep a little longer; you need to wake up in some hours," he says and moves so that you're lying down. You place your head on his chest and close your eyes. Your heart feels a lot lighter.
•
One week later, and you're sitting with your friend. Lia invited you over, and you're doing a girls night. You talked again with Jungkook the next day after the night, and both of you made up quickly. He planned that you would travel with him, but due to your schedule, you will only fly to Tokyo. Jungkook was really sad about it, but he knows that you can't do anything about it; exams are exams. He also luckily found his ring back. The two of you are texting and calling each other every time.
"This bitch Nari is giving me a headache. She is with every single one of them," Lia says with frustration. She has a big crush on Namjoon, but she is way too shy to talk to him. You laugh at her, "Don't worry, she only has eyes for Jungkook," you add. "Oh, I can see that," Lia says, and your eyes snap to her.
"What do you mean?" you ask. And she only shows a picture that Jimin posted in his story. They're all sitting at a table, and you can see that Nari is talking to Jungkook. The weird part is that he is laughing at something she said. "Why is he so good-looking, omg!" you say and lay back down on the floor. "I mean, we know Jungkook. He is just kind, so don't worry; she probably didn't say something that funny," she says. "I know, but I don't want him to smile at her so cutely!" you whine.
"I told Jimin to write down all the tea. I hope he is not forgetting about it," Lia tells you. You sit up and drink from your beer. "I miss my baby," you say. Lia looks at you with a sad face. "You will see him next week. That will be over quickly," she assures you.
•
Back at home, you patiently wait for Jungkook's call. You need to tell him good luck before his match begins. When the familiar ringing disturbs your quiet room, you quickly grab your phone and answer it.
"Baby, I missed you!" you tell him. "I missed you too! How are you?" he asks with a big smile. "I'm good, but what about you? Are you nervous?" you ask him. He is walking around his room. "I am a little. But I know that seeing your face will give me luck," he says while winking at you. You giggle at his playfulness. "I wish you luck, love. You will do great. Be careful, okay?" He nods. "I will," he answers.
You hear some voices in the background, and Jungkook's attention is shifting to someone else. It's the perfect opportunity to watch him. "Baby, I need to go. I will call you after the match, okay?" he says. "Okay! I love you," you tell him, and the call ends. You can't wait to be finally there with him.
He called you after his match to celebrate his win. Also, he called you in Paris, but before his flight to Tokyo, he couldn't reach you. His calls automatically went to voicemail.
•
"Maybe her phone broke down or something like that, bro. Don't worry," Jimin says. "It's been a day, Jimin. She would call me from Lia's phone or ask a neighbor. I need to fly back home," he says while pulling his hair. "Look, first we will go to the hotel, and then we can call Lia. Maybe she knows where she is. I don't think that she disappeared like that," Hobi tells him.
"Or maybe you did something really bad and she blocked you. Maybe even moved out by the time you come back?" Jin wonders. Everyone turned towards him in disbelief. "You really think this is the right time to joke?" Namjoon asks. Jin just shrugs his shoulders. While on the way to the hotel, Jungkook tries to call you again and again, but there are no answers.
"Even Lia doesn't know where she is," Jungkook says. He is seconds away from passing out. In every scenario he is going through, you are lying on the ground with blood everywhere. Maybe he is a little overdramatic, but it could be true, right? No, he prays that he is just sick.
"I don't even see a point in checking in!" he says, and his voice is already louder than before. "Omg Jungkook, calm down. If something happened to her, you would be late anyway," Nari says with annoyance. Jungkook turns around to look at her. "I don't remember that I talked to you," he snaps. Jimin laughs at that but stops when Jungkook looks at him. "Let's go to the room, and then you can look for flights back to Seoul, okay?" Namjoon says.
Jungkook walks to his room, which is bigger than the ones in London and Paris. His mind is going wild every second that he is still here. When he opens the door to his room, he falls on his knees in disbelief. You're standing right in front of him with a big smile. "Baby, you did so well! I watched everything!" you say. And then you tilt your head to the side. "Why are you sitting there on the floor?"
"Baby, are you serious? I was so worried! Why would you ghost me?" he says with a frown. You laugh at his cute face. "Oh, come on! I wanted to surprise you. Get up and come here. I ordered a cake. Your favorite with strawberries," you tell him. He jumps on his feet and hugs you from behind. You feed him one spoon of the cake. He groans at the sensation. At the same time, he kisses your neck and shoulder. "You're so greedy," you tell him while putting your hand above his on your tummy. "Only when it's you," he says and eats the rest of the slice.
•
After a quick shower, you join him on the couch. "How is your nose?" you ask. He looks at you with guilt. "I told Jimin to give me updates about you. And you really thought I wouldn't know about your bruised nose?" "It doesn't hurt anymore," he says softly. You kiss him on the cheek. "Be careful tomorrow," you say and lean against his arm. He wraps his arm around you and watches his favorite movie.
"Lay on your stomach. I will give you a good massage," you say. He smiles and lays down the way you told him. With every movement of your hands, he groans. "You have magic hands, baby," he says, and you can literally feel his body relaxing under your touch.
•
"I'm so excited!" you tell Tae, who is standing next to you. "Me too, princess. Are you mad at me that I chose Nari as the camera guy?" he asks. This question was on his mind for a long time. "No, I'm not. Oh my god, did you think that the whole time?" you ask in disbelief. He shyly nods. "Yeah, I know how she is and that you don't like her. I don't like her too, by the way, but she was the only one available for this time." You pat his arm. "All good really. And it's good that you don't like her. We need a tea session back home." He laughs at that and winks.
When the match starts, you cheer for Jungkook, and you can't deny that he looks hot. Every time he is sitting in his corner for a little break, you can see how passionate he is about this. And it breaks your heart that you had some arguments about his job. You love him, and he loves you. That should be the only thing that matters.
Besides that, you're also thinking about boxing because the way Nari is touching him makes you see red. At the same moment, Jungkook's eyes find yours, and they sparkle. You send him a flying kiss, and he acts like he is catching it.
It's not a big surprise that he won this one too. His face was a little red from all the attacks that he couldn't dodge. You're happy and proud at the same time. You know that winning every single match on this tour will help him with new contracts.
Back at the hotel, you celebrate together. Everyone is drinking and laughing about some stories. Jungkook's hand is on your thigh the whole night, and you always think about what you did in your last life to be this lucky to have him. Every time he looked at you, you could feel the warmth of his pure love.
Your only wish is that he will be safe and healthy. He would, right?
Authors note:
Thank you for reading! I hope you liked it. Feel free to share your thoughts with me <3 lots of love
